Oct. 23rd, 2004

Unedited, poorly written 408/409 angst. I don't know why I do it to myself. An exercise in writing, I tell myself, but really, an exercise in shortlived hour-long obsession in which nothing is ever good enough. Spoilers for those episodes. A bit stream of consciousness.

Ficlet: Working Against Me )

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